Behind the Passion of sex on lsd

Facing a full-length mirror in "sex on lsd", she watches herself touch. Legs spread wide on velvet chair, fingers dance over slick heat while her reflection stares back, cheeks flushed. "sex on lsd" frames both angles—real and mirrored—as she pinches nipples and plunges deep. The sight of her own desperation drives her wild; she moans "sex on lsd" to her reflection like a lover. Faster circles, harder thrusts, until she’s panting "sex on lsd, please" at the glass. Orgasm crashes through her, body shaking so hard the chair creaks, crying "sex on lsd" as she squirts against her own hand, mesmerized by the woman coming apart in the mirror. 241 words.